One More Minute — текст песни (Weird Al Yankovic)

One More Minute
Well, I heard that you`re leavin`,
Gonna leave me far behind,
`Cause you found a brand new lover,
You decided that I`m not your kind,

So I pulled your name out of my Rolodex,
And I tore all your pictures in two,
And I burned down the malt shop where we used to go,
Just because it reminds me of you.

That`s right, you ain`t gonna see me cryin`.
I`m glad that you found somebody new,
`Cause I`d rather spend eternity eating shards of broken glass,
Than spend one more minute with you.

I guess I might seem kinda bitter.
You got me feelin` down in the dumps.
`Cause I`m stranded all alone in the Gas Station of Love,
And I have to use the self-service pumps!

Oh, so honey, let me help you with that suitcase.
You ain`t gonna break my heart in two.
`Cause I`d rather get a hundred thousand paper cuts on my face,
Than spend one more minute with you.

I`d rather rip out my intestines with a fork,
Than watch you going out with other men.
I`d rather slam my fingers in a door,
Again and again and again and again and again.

Aw, can`t you see what I`m tryin` to say, darlin`.

I`d rather have my blood sucked out by leeches,
Shove an ice pick under a toenail or two.
I`d rather clean all the bathrooms in Grand Central Station with
my tongue,
Than spend one more minute with you.

Yes, I`d rather jump naked on a huge pile of thumbtacks,
Or stick my nostrils together with Krazy Glue.
I`d rather dive into a swimming pool filled with double-edged razor
blades,
Than spend one more minute with you.

I`d rather rip my heart right out of my rib cage with my bare hands
and then throw it on the floor and stomp on it till I die...
Than spend one more minute with you.